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A friend of mine whose views I cherish once explained that faith is like standing before the mouth of a canyon looking east as the sun, the great day star, begins to rise in the morning. The rugged edges of the canyon reach up on the right and on the left, with one jutting peak rising above another. As the sun begins to rise, a person can see the rays of light coming over the rugged edge of the mountain, making it appear as if the mountain is cutting into the flow of light from the sun, and as it does so, leaving places of darkness which accent the places of light. Meanwhile, the sunbeams dance along the edge of the mountain and flow down to the earth.
At first the air is slightly cool, but as the rays of light become brighter the atmosphere becomes warmer, although you still cannot see the sun. A person can see the light of the sun hit the top of the mountain to the right and to the left, and its light begins to touch the valley behind; but the place where the person is sitting is still shrouded in darkness.
As the observer sits in wonder and watches, the scope of the rays of light above expands until it covers the whole mountain on the right and on the left. The trees and vegetation which once appeared as dark green blotches are now vibrantly beautiful. It is as if they had come alive. And the rocks that once looked like murky objects now shine in the light.
Faith is like this beautiful scene of sunrise.